Page 153 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol 4
Neither one of us spoke or bothered to turn on the radio. There wasn't really anything to say. I was sick of small talk, and it wasn't like I was going to flirt with him anymore. Silence seemed the most fitting.
Fields of grass blew by us in a blur. Eventually I saw the sign for Oklahoma. Neither one of us said anything about leaving Kansas behind in the dust.
"She got married last weekend," Tyler said, breaking the spell of silence.
I turned toward him. "Who?"
"The girl I..." he let his voice trail off. "I told her how I felt and she didn't feel the same way. She married him anyway."
Now I understood. I swallowed hard. "I'm sorry."
He shrugged. "It doesn't matter."
But I could tell it did. The love of his life had gotten married and he had fled the state.
"What does she look like?"
He kept his eyes on the road. "She's beautiful."
"You can give me more than that."
He shook his head and was quiet for a moment. "Red hair, blue eyes, petite, a smile that can light up a room. And she gets the cutest little line in her forehead whenever she's upset." His eyebrows lowered as he stared straight ahead.
So that was his type. No wonder he didn't want me. A tall, tan brunette with brown eyes was basically the opposite of what he was attracted to. "She sounds stunning."
"Yeah." He shrugged. "But it wasn't really about that. At first maybe. But she was just really sweet and fun to be with. Ourpersonalities just meshed really well. She was one of my best friends."
"That must have been hard...losing a friend too."
He didn't say anything.
"How long were you in love with her?"
"Almost three years."
"Were you ever more than friends?"
He laughed. "For about a week a little after we first met. Pathetic, right?"
"No. I don't think so." I pulled my feet up onto the seat and sat cross-legged. "At least you tried. At least you got it off your chest before it was too late."
He glanced at me for a second. "Yeah. I guess. But it was a shot in the dark. She's never liked me as much as I liked her. She never looked at me the way she looked at him."
"But now you don't have to regret never trying."
"Yeah, I just have to regret losing one of my best friends."
"Maybe it's for the best. You needed to get away from her in order to move on. So, screw her."
He lowered his eyebrows again. "I still care about her. I want her to be happy."
"You deserve to be happy too."
"I'm working on that."
I stared at him as he drove on in silence. Any girl that could turn him down must have been blind. He was seriously hot. Like straight out of the pictures of a magazine. And he had lips that were just begging to be kissed. By someone else. Not me. Some redhead he hadn't met yet probably. I turned away from him.
He had just opened up to me. It seemed wrong to leave him the only vulnerable one. His heart was broken. I could see the devastation on his face. He loved and lost. That's why it was never really worth taking the risk to love in the first place. I knew that. I had been burned too.
